A canon-faithful Sherlock Holmes mystery with a metafictional heart, for readers of Anthony Horowitz's Moriarty, Laurie R. King's Mary Russell novels, and Jasper Fforde's Thursday Next. July 1930. The creator of Sherlock Holmes collapses in his garden at Windlesham. Natural causes, says the coroner. Case closed, says Scotland Yard. Then a letter arrives at 221B Baker Street. The handwriting is unmistakably Doyle's. The postmark is eleven days after his death. Sherlock Holmes and Dr. John Watson take the strangest case of their career. Fresh manuscript pages appear overnight on Doyle's locked desk, describing events before they happen. A secret literary society will stop at nothing to restore the boundary between fiction and reality, and Professor James Moriarty, who died at Reichenbach Falls, has been seen alive. How do you solve a crime when the victim is your own creator? Written in loving homage to Conan Doyle's canon, this is a detective story and a ltribute to the character who defined the genre. The game is not merely afoot. It has come alive.